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The sign said "Headshots"
And that was all, A picture of a boy
And a number you could call, Two eyes in the shade
A mouth so sad and small, It s strange the way a shadow
Can fall across the wall, And make the difference
In what you see
Ah...

He s just a poster, but
He s everywhere, A face under a street lamp
Ripped and hanging in the air, Turn the corner
And he s still there, Watching all the people
Who are passing unaware, Is there a judgement
In what he sees
Ah...

On a day
As cold
And gray
As today...

The sign says "Headshots"
It s all I see, A boy becomes a picture
Of guilt and sympathy, And so I think of you
In memory
Of the days we were together, And I knew that you loved me
That was the difference
In what we see, But that s history...
Ah...